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Carving on the Wall

Satya is a man who for two years has always harbored hatred towards Sonya, his boss at a private insurance company. With Sonya's attitude and words that are always harsh and insulting to him, every day Satya's hatred is getting bigger. One day, Satya finds all his hatred towards Sonya fading and disappearing just like that after he finds out the truth about Sonya. And now, for a week, they were even involved in an unusually intimate relationship. Unfortunately, the relationship did not last long, Satya left the pregnant Sonya, and he returned to his hometown, Bali. In the old house that his family inherited from generation to generation, Satya found a carving on one of the walls in the living room, with a line of words barely legible. He who lived alone because all his relatives had died, tried to recall the stories of his ancestors about the carving. Until one night, by accident, Satya was able to recall the lines of sentences that were between the carvings on the living room wall. Something happened shortly after Satya read the sentence. He felt his body being pulled by a powerful force that made him move between dimensions and time. Satya was suddenly in one land, in the era 1000 years before his time. Here, Satya has to fight hard to return to his time by helping a royal princess named Lathifa Minan who is usually called Lathi, the princess is being oppressed by her husband. She was even sentenced to death by being thrown to the bottom of the sea. Can Satya save Princess Lathi? Or, can he go back to his time? Then, how does Satya's relationship with Sonya end up, which he left pregnant? Well, find the answer in this story. Happy reading ^^

Ando_Ajo · Fantasía
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The Truth About Rangda

"…Many of your subordinates don't like him."

"Because he's honest?"

"Yeah," Rangda nodded, putting her hands on the king's shoulders. "Because his honesty will kill his career and himself one day."

"I know," Pramudya gulped. Rangda's large and dense breasts were right in front of his face. "Because he honest that's why I entrust the leadership of the Silver Country to him."

"But you have to be careful."

"To those who are jealous of him?"

"No," Rangda said, she looked closely at Pramudya's eyes. "Abhimanyu is also a person who doesn't like the violence you've been doing all this time."

Pramudya smiled, then laughed. He hugged Rangda's waist tightly, buried his face in her cleavage, and rubbed her smooth thighs passionately.

"I'm just warning you," said Rangda. "With his nature, there will be many who support him."

"And you're afraid he's going to rebel?" said Pramudya. "Turning against  me?"